One Never Knows

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    One Never Knows
    Engine running
    I follow suit
    Yank handle on door to
    Instant gratification
    Diet coke
    Is that all
    Yes and clerk makes change for ten.

    Yank handle on door
    Exit to engine running
    Stopped dead in my tracks
    Eyes eyes God eyes with
    Hair clothes filthy
    Hands where I place my change
    That I so desperately need.

    Diet
    Coke
    Insane
    Thank
    You
    Scraggly
    Angel.

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    shadowbrook commented on One Never Knows

    03-20-2009

    Ironic, True, Funny, Real.
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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